this mor...

this morning was hilarious. apparently i thought about the definition of music in my sleep...? as i don't really remember any major brain activity last night between listening to penderecki and going to bed.so i woke up to the most terrible banging and drilling sounds of all time. i was still asleep enough, i guess, for my brain to go "...but isn't this music? you should really try to enjoy it." after a few minutes i become conscious enough to realise that the sounds of construction work just on the other side of my ceiling are actually fucking annoying, that i really hate them and am ready for them to stop. then i regain my normal daylight sanity and realise how funny my brain is.edited this post in martenot to include an awesome article from the nme.i went out and bought food and picked up and turned in job applications because if i don't get one soon, my parents are going to cut me off! excitement!...i don't have any good stories today.